The changes of all things are flowing rapidly in Mo Tear's eyes, and the place where the two continents are divided, the fog is thick, rolling and tumbling.

In the mist, with the drift of time, there was a faint hint of clues, the fog was surging like the sea, and large swaths of dark red gas emerged from it, turning into one human form after another, like a demon.

There was even a white dazzling light, emerging from the deep valley, remembering to float towards the Ning continent, and what was surprising was that the human forms that had just evolved, facing the white mang, knelt down and kowtowed in unison.

"What the hell is this place?......

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